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Drive-By Truckers, The Henry Clay People
House of Blues
September 25, 2010
Better Than: The Drive-By Truckers’ SXSW show in March, when they methodically rushed through their new album.
It’s always interesting to see and hear how a beloved band’s newest
material is received by its crowds.
Often times, even the most adoring
throngs can only muster up a few courtesy claps while they
head for the beer lines or bathrooms as an unfamiliar tune gets
cranking. And, given that the newest collection of DBT tunes,
The Big To-Do, came out just this past spring, that result seemed a legitimate possibility.
But the songs that might have
been ignored were now welcome–seasoned members of the DBT canon. And while the Drive-By Truckers have always displayed their ability to rock, on Saturday night at the House of Blues in Dallas, the southern-fried six-piece also proved they understand how to proffer a full-on performance.
Songs like the show-opening “The Fourth Night of My Drinking” (which
featured a lush Hammond organ taking center stage, above even the three-guitar attack), “Drag the Lake Charlie”, “Birthday Boy” and “The Wig He
Made Her Wear” were not only as tight as could be, but were greeted to
cheer-filled choruses and drunken-fan sing-alongs. The ability to blend
in the newer material so successfully is proof that this is a band of
road warriors excited to have recently kicked off their fall
tour.
Adding to the showmanship of the evening, the stage was adorned with
colorful and distinctive murals from artist, Wes Freed. Freed’s
Dali-meets-Pekinpah-style creations have been hugely responsible for the
band creating an image above and beyond simply knowing how to down a
bunch of Jack Daniels. And, actually, the coordinated illuminations of the
murals were a fun part of the well-produced light-show. Such an effort
provided a nice bit of extra value to the fans that have witnessed the
group play so many times before with only the smell of stale beer adding
to the ambience.
While the band, led by Patterson Hood and Mike Cooley, obviously
wanted to pimp the newest album, they were also ready to break out some
tunes that aren’t as recent. A punk-paced “Self Destructive Zones,” a
greasy, lick-filled “Three Dimes Down,” and a room-quieting “Two
Daughters and a Beautiful Wife” served as proof that not only has DBT’s
Brighter Than Creations Dark aged well over the last few years, but that
Hood and Cooley continue to be comfortable sharing the spotlight. With
those two switching out not only lead vocals, but lead guitar duties as
well (along with John Neff, who switched to pedal steel for a few
songs), the set never sputtered or plodded along.
Understanding his surroundings, as the main set drew to an end, Hood
played the opening notes to Southern Rock Opera’s “Life in the Factory,”
and dedicated the almost decade-old tune to his “buddies in
Slobberbone.”
The jam-heavy encore of older tunes, which included “Zip City”
(also from the seminal double-album that provided the band with their
breakthrough), that followed also played to the sensitivities of the
remaining crowd, which fit snugly in front of the sound board by that
point.
Viewing the scene from the back of the remaining group of fans, the
show’s ending had a comfy, familial vibe that was also distinctly southern.
And it was a distinctly Drive By Truckers way of saying, “See you next
year.”
Critic’s Notebook
Personal Bias: I’m a fan. But I have high expectations when it comes
to their shows, and they haven’t always met them. Such wasn’t the case
Saturday night, however.
By the way: The opening band, The Henry Clay People, was practically
impossible to not enjoy. The youngsters are from California, but managed
to offer a southern version of The Hold Steady’s infectious, and
sometimes nerdy, bar-room rock. The ramshackle energy of the band’s two
leaders, who happen to be brothers, was simply contagious and authentic.
Closing their set with a youthful-yet-reverent version of “Born to Run,” was one
of the evening’s top highlights.
Random Note: The last time Drive By Truckers came through in October
of last year, Brent and Jess from Slobberbone joined DBT on stage for a
song (the two bands are long-time friends). Not Saturday night,
unfortunately. That might have had something to do with a simultaneously
scheduled gig from the “world’s greatest Slobberbone cover band”,
Whiskey Glass Eye, at Bryan Street Tavern on Saturday night. [Editor’s Note: That Whiskey Glass Ey gig didn’t disappoint either, featuring over an hour of Slobberbone performance and drunken, sweaty guest on-stage appearances from Rhett Miller and John Dufilho.]
